The thought of suicide is a great consolation: by means of it one gets
successfully through many a bad night.
"But to what end," asked Candide, "was the world formed?"
"To make us mad," said Martin.
-- Voltaire, Candide
To Chestov reason is useless and but there is something beyond
reason. To an absurd mind reason is useless and there is nothing
-- Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus
His was a great sin, who first invented consciousness. Let us lose
it for a few hours.
-- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Diamond as big as the Ritz
Dans les premières passions les femmes aiment l'amant, et dans les autres elles aiment l'amour.
In their first passion women love their lovers, in all the others they love love.
-- Francis, Duc de La Rochefoucauld